Ning Sheng followed the crowd into the translation institute.
Everyone was dressed very seriously and the girl beside her looked a little nervous as she kept holding the resume in her hand and muttering. No one knew what she was thinking. When she noticed Ning Sheng looking at her, she immediately said, "Don't look at me. I get even more nervous when you look at me."
"Ah, sorry." Ning Sheng immediately turned around.
"Are you really not going to look at me? If you don't look, I'll be even more nervous."
Ning Sheng was helpless and could only say, "Don't be afraid. The worst outcome is that you won't be accepted."
When the girl heard this, she stopped and said, "You're really sharp-tongued. You look so cold and you speak so coldly. I've worked hard for three years. I can't give up just like that. I have to work hard."
"That's right. Only by working hard will you know how disappointed you are." Ning Sheng continued to speak slowly.
